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Dear John:
This is my last post to you on this thread. I will be glad to communicate with you on a new thread, if you start one, on a different topic, that is, not about your ex girlfriend.
The reason I am withdrawing from this thread is because I believe that this thread is keeping you stuck. It is something like this: you are standing in front of a display window of a fancy store. In the display window there is a glittery, shiny object that you really, really want, but it is so outside your price range, that there is no way for you to buy it. Also, the security measures are so tight, that there is no way for you to break into the store and steal the object.
So you stand there outside the display window day after day, week after week, month after month, winter, spring, summer and fall and you say: oh, I want it! I want it! I want it! I am in pain, I have to have it, got to!
And people reply to you, that is, joining you standing there in front of the display window.
Nothing good can come out of us all standing in front of that window. Better move away. If you can’t, well.. I can. This is why I am moving away from this thread. Even though I like you, and I will miss communicating with you. I am moving away.
Before I leave, I will say this: this glittery, shiny object is a Feeling you had with her, maybe she had it too. This Feeling was a wonderful feeling, the best there is. But just like a drug that gave a wonderful feeling to the person taking it, day after day, maybe for a few weeks, it loses its potency over time. A heavy narcotic stops feeling so wonderful, the addict starts taking it just so to not feel sick, not because it feels good.
I figure if you did resume a relationship with her, the same feeling may not at all be back, and if it will, if it will at all, it will not last long. You will finally have that object you longed for and find out you are holding nothing but glitter, slipping through your fingers and gone.
anita